Doomsday br The idiot bird leaps out and drunken leans br Atop the broken universal clock: br The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens. br Out painted stages fall apart by scenes br While all the actors halt in mortal shock: br The idiot bird leaps out and drunken leans. br br Streets crack through in havoc-split ravines br As the doomstruck city crumbles block by block: br The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens. br br Fractured glass flies down in smithereens; br Our lucky relics have been put in hock: br The idiot bird leaps out and drunken leans. br br The monkey's wrench has blasted all machines; br We never thought to hear the holy cock: br The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens. br br Too late to ask if end was worth the means, br Too late to calculate the toppling stock: br The idiot bird leaps out and drunken leans, br The hour is crowed in lunatic thirteens.